It's not easy to be a brother in military intelligence.

They are strapped for money and must have an obligation to help.

However, you can't afford to pay for everything, right?

What are those traitors doing there?

Right?

This is the idea that Young Master Meng played.

A list rests on his desk.

On the list, there are some people who have close contacts with the Japanese and are suspected of being traitors, but they are not guilty of death, and the military commander should not pay attention to them for the time being.

Such people tend to be the worst.

They made eye contact with the Japanese, secretly sent Qiu Bo, and helped the Japanese a lot in private, but there was no particularly obvious evidence.

Some even have a certain reputation in the business world.

For example, this one named Xu Xinqiang used to co-founded a bank with others, and later opened a light bulb factory, and he is also the vice chairman of the Shanghai Electric Lighting and Electrical Appliances Association.

During the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, this person took the lead in donating money and materials to the national army, and won himself a lot of reputation in the industry.

But after the fall of Shanghai, this man immediately changed his face and fought fiercely with the Japanese.

For a period of time, the Japanese military camp lacked lighting facilities, so he immediately sent someone to quietly pull a large number of light bulbs from his factory, and also took the initiative to help the Japanese purchase a large number of electrical equipment.

The Japanese also reciprocated by giving him quite a few orders, the vast majority of which were for military equipment.

While other compatriots were suffering, he made a fortune and bought an electrical appliance factory not long ago.

"This person is good, this person is the first." Meng Shaoyuan felt very satisfied.

Dude, it's time for you to contribute to the war of resistance.

By the way, who to take with you?

After the screening at the Great Light Cinema, all agents went on alert.

No one, huh?

Meng Shaoyuan walked out of the office while thinking, and saw Ye Rong, a new agent from Chongqing, who came here to hand in a file and wanted to leave.

Meng Shaoyuan hurriedly stopped her: "Ye Rong." ”

"Director Meng."

"Is there something wrong?"

"I'll go to Yuyuan Road in a moment."

"Is it urgent?"

"Not urgent."

"That's good." Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "Follow me to a mission." ”

"Yes!"

When she heard that she was going to go on a mission with the legendary Director Meng, Ye Rong was overjoyed.

……

"Assistant Wu."

Wu Jingyi walked in: "Did Director Meng go out just now?" ”

"Yes, I went out with Ye Rong, saying that I was on a mission."

"Just Ye Rong alone?"

"Yes."

Wu Jingyi suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong, Assistant Wu?"

"Hey, a girl, I don't know the depth, I don't know how deep the water is in this office, and I don't ask, I dare to go on a mission with Meng Shaoyuan alone."

"So serious?"

"What's more?"

Wu Jingyi sneered: "In our office, the young master of fire prevention, theft prevention, and prevention." Zhu Yanni is his old subordinate, I guess that, nine times out of ten, it was ...... I warn you, it's all girls who stay here. If Director Meng wants to let you accompany him to the mission alone in the future, you can find an excuse to shirk it, whatever excuse you want. ”

"Ah, what if it's an urgent mission? What should I do if I miss my mission? ”

"He? He has urgent tasks and never lets you go on adventures with him in the office. ”

……

Meng Shaoyuan sneezed.

Is there someone who is saying bad things about themselves behind their backs?

Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, the day to welcome the God of Wealth.

It's not dawn yet, and the sound of firecrackers is all over Shanghai.

It was noon, and the sound of firecrackers still didn't stop.

"Director Meng, what special task are we performing?"

Ye Rong got out of the car, a little curious.

"Eat, make money."

Yes?

What kind of special mission is this?

Ye Rong was a little dazed.

Xu Xinqiang lives in a garden house, which is very magnificent.

It's also a new one, and there isn't much time to buy it.

The ground is full of firecracker shavings.

Meng Shaoyuan rang the doorbell outside.

After a while, a butler-like figure came out and opened the door: "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Angus International, Charles Meng. I'm looking for you Boss Xu to talk about some business. ”

The butler saw this Charles Meng, dressed in English wool and with an extraordinary bearing, and then looked behind him, it was amazing.

It was a 500K luxury Mercedes sports car with an astonishing 160 horsepower engine!

In Greater Shanghai, there are only three cars of this type. People who haven't seen it don't know each other at all.

The housekeeper's attitude immediately changed: "Sir, wait a minute, I'll report to Boss Xu." ”

"Director Meng."

Ye Rong whispered: "I heard that the car you drove is very valuable?" ”

"Yes, by the way, I'll be called Charles in a moment."

"Yes." Ye Rong felt that it was so awkward to call Director Meng "Charles": "Isn't it too ostentatious for you to drive this car, and it is easy to become the target of others?" ”

"What do you do if you buy a car and don't drive it?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't care at all: "This is Joey specially asked someone to buy it and give it to me in Germany, it's not a waste." Moreover, strictly speaking, it belongs to the property of Angus International, and the property of the Americans can be weighed. ”

Ye Rong suddenly realized.

After a while, the housekeeper hurriedly walked in: "Boss Meng, our master is invited." ”

Meng Shaoyuan walked in with Ye Rong swaggeringly, and as soon as he entered, he found that the people of the Xu family were preparing to eat lunch, and a tall person arched his hand:

"Under Xu Xinqiang, this is Boss Meng?"

"Ah, it's me." Meng Shaoyuan was a little absent-minded: "Boss Xu is preparing to eat?" It's better to rush early than to be lucky, then I'm welcome. ”

Belch?

Is this really not treating yourself as an outsider, and you don't even have to be polite?

Xu Xinqiang felt a little embarrassed: "Yes, yes, just as casual as your own family, Boss Meng, please, who is this?" ”

"My aunt's wife, surnamed Ye."

What.

Ye Rong was stunned, and her face turned red.

When did he become Director Meng's aunt's wife, isn't this taking advantage of himself?

But thinking that this was the first time to come out alone to perform a mission with Director Meng, I didn't say much.

Xu Xinqiang asked another table to be opened, let the family go to another room to eat, and personally accompanied Charles Meng.

As the housekeeper said just now, this Charles Menglai seems to be not small.

After serving the wine, Meng Shaoyuan was not polite, and drank a few cups.

After talking there for a while, Xu Xinqiang asked tentatively: "I don't know if Boss Meng is here today, do you have any advice?" ”

"Today is the fifth day of the Lunar New Year to welcome the God of Wealth." Meng Shaoyuan put down the wine cup: "I am helping Boss Xu welcome the God of Wealth." ”

"Really?" Xu Xinqiang's eyes lit up.

"I've come all the way here, where can I joke." Meng Shaoyuan took another bite of the dish.

"Wait a minute, someone." Xu Xinqiang immediately said: "Bring me the bottle of wine that my Hong Kong friend gave me." ”

As he spoke, he asked with a smiling face, "I don't know if Boss Meng has any good care?" ”

"A small business." Meng Shaoyuan was casual: "The number is not too big, 200,000." ”

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Dollars."

"What, a $200,000 deal?"

Xu Xinqiang's eyes lit up: "Housekeeper, immediately take out the bottle of foreign wine imported from the United States for me!" ”

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